Hey everyone! Okay so this was inspired by a picture prompt of a woman in corset sipping on a glass of wine as she sat on a couch. We were supposed to use the word Party, so mine was about a party that a certain political party was hosting. See how that works lol.
Kitchmill, thank you a million times!
Disclaimer, I don't own Twilight and that's okay. I own my crazy words though.
Throwing my head back, I felt the warmth of my liquid courage slide down my throat.
"Damn do I love liquor." I smiled as I set my wine glass down then gracefully leaned over the couch to check my attire for the evening.
Turns out my services were needed this cold Thursday evening for a little event the Republican senator was having. Knowing someone asked for me made my lips twitch with a smirk.
"Conservative, my ass." I laughed as I reapplied my dark red lipstick and checked that my cleavage was still spilling out of my corset.
"Doll, they need you now. The men are getting antsy," said my friend Benjamin as he stuck his head in my changing room.
"Having me go in there isn't going to help." I smirked as he rolled his eyes.
"Just come on."
He rushed me out of the room and all I focused on was the clicking of my heels on the tile floor. Dancing for men made me nervous, but the alcohol gave me a kick of confidence.
However, that confidence slowly slipped away like sand through my fingers as I spotted him.
"James?"
His smile made me sick.